In twilight's hush, a fractured mind, Like shattered glass that caught the light, Through broken lens, the world I find, A kaleidoscope of dark and bright.

I trace the cracks with tender care, Each fault line tells a silent tale, Of battles fought, of heart laid bare, In whispered winds, I softly sail.

The sky, once blue, now streaked with gray, Yet silver linings weave their thread, In every storm, a sunlit ray, Through shadows deep, I forge ahead.

Eyes once clear now prism-bound, I see the flaws, the jagged seams, Yet in the chaos, hope is found, In every scar, a place for dreams.

People pass with weary hearts, Their stories etched in weary eyes, Yet kindness in their broken parts, A light that never truly dies.

Through fractured view, I still behold, A world with flaws, yet full of grace, In every soul, a spark of gold, A beauty time cannot erase.

So here I stand, amidst the shards, A heart that sees, a soul that bends, Finding light in fractured guards, And goodness where the darkness ends.